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01c. 1967 AD

But unlike Mama, I would not go to heaven. My secrets padlocked the gates. I'd be a torn kite stuck in the dead branches of a tree, unable to fly.

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02c. 1967 AD

War is catastrophe. It breaks families in irretrievable pieces. But those who are gone are not necessarily lost.

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03c. 1967 AD

Your daughter, your sister. She is salt to the sea,

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04c. 1967 AD

How foolish to believe we are more powerful than the sea or the sky.

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05c. 1967 AD

There's a saying, 'Death hath a thousand doors to let out life; I shall find one.' But the children. That's what I struggle with.' He shook his head. 'Why the children?

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06c. 1967 AD

But wasn't there some sort of rule that said parents had to be smarter than their kids? It didn't seem fair.

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07c. 1967 AD

But how can they just decide that we're animals? They don't even know us," I said."We know us," said Mother. "They're wrong. And don't ever allow them to convince you otherwise. Do you understand?

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08c. 1967 AD

It's safer for you to stay with the others,' he said.Safer? He didn't realize.I was already dead.

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09c. 1967 AD

They got everything money can buy, their bank accounts are fat, but they ain't happy. They ain't ever gonna be happy. You know why? They soul broke. And money can't fix that, no sir.

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10c. 1967 AD

Mother was comfort. Mother was home. A girl who lost her mother was suddenly a tiny boat on an angry ocean. Some boats eventually floated ashore. And some boats, like me, seemed to float farther and farther from land

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11c. 1967 AD

My husband, Andrius, says that evil will rule until good men or women choose to act. I believe him. This testimony was written to create an absolute record, to speak in a world where our voices have been extinguished. These writing may shock or horrify you, but that is not my intention. It is my greatest hope that the pages in this jar stir your deepest well of human compassion. I hope they prompt you to do something, to tell somone. Only then can we ensure that this kind of evil is never allowed to repeat itself.

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12c. 1967 AD

You stand for what is right, Lina, without the expectation of gratitude or reward.

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13c. 1967 AD

Sometimes kindness can be delivered in a clumsy way. But it's far more sincere in its clumsiness than those distinguished men you read about in books. Your father was very clumsy.”"Sometimes there is such beauty in awkwardness. There's love and emotion trying to express itself, but at the time, it just ends up being awkward. Good men are often more practical than pretty . . . . [He] just happens to be both.

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14c. 1967 AD

They have a baby grand piano, but no one in the family plays. They have shelves of books they've never read, and the tension between the couples was so thick it nearly choked us.

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15c. 1967 AD

I stared at the enormous homes, the landscaping and flower beds immaculate. It was as if dollar bills, instead of leaves, hung from the trees.

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16c. 1967 AD

Light fell, and so did my confidence.

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17c. 1967 AD

No Son [. . .] Not a traitor to your country. Much worse. A traitor to your soul.

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18c. 1967 AD

Death, it seems, has a mind of its own.

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19c. 1967 AD

My arm began moving, turning the invisible crank of Death's music box. Somewhere inside, I didn't want the melody to end.

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20c. 1967 AD

I became good at pretending. I became so good that after a while the lines blurred between my truth and fiction. And sometimes, when I did a really good job of pretending, I even fooled myself.

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21c. 1967 AD

We sat and drank in silence. It was something I appreciated about Jesse. He didn't feel the need to fill every moment with talk or some sort of silly exchange.

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22c. 1967 AD

A guilty conscience is not worth extra food.

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23c. 1967 AD

We pushed to the edge of recklessness, yet I felt safe.

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24c. 1967 AD

Per aspera ad astra, Papa,' I whispered. Through hardship to the stars.

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